Identifier: onsafaribiggameh00chaprich (find matches)
Title: On safari : big game hunting in British East Africa, with studies in bird-life
Year: 1908 (1900s)
Authors: Chapman, Abel, 1851-1929
Subjects: Hunting -- Africa, British East Birds -- Africa, British East Africa, British East -- Description and travel
Publisher: New York : Longmans, Green London : Edward Arnold
Contributing Library: University of California Libraries
Digitizing Sponsor: MSN

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te vertebrae and ribs of the waterbuck—all minoranatomical items already devoured or carried off. Slowly pass those long dark hours while we exploremile after mile of the lake-shore, examine with night-glasses bay after bay and infinity of calm moon-litwaters. Now it is time to make for our appointed postsere the sun discovers us. One of us takes position on areed-clad promontory, the other on some rocks a milebeyond. From my covert amidst sedge and flag, a typicalAfrican scene unfolds as the sun dispels the mists andmirages of the morn. First, two solitary snipes alighton a rocky islet close in front, stow their long billsalong their backs, and go to sleep; a shoveler-drake,with lustrous green head, prods the shore with ungainlybeak; then a pair of African mallards (Anas undulata)alight alongside the unnoticing snipes, preen for aminute, and themselves go to sleep. The drakes nearfoot constantly slips over the narrow ledge. This forsome time he refuses to notice, but cant stand the
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148 ON SAFARI discomfort for ever. Wliy does lie not move an inchinland ? No, that is not his way; so the pair departto seek more convenient cjuarters elsewhere. Mean-while, a score of long-legged stilts have arrived. Theseare not somnolent, but set to work busily in search ofbreakfast, wading and dabbling among the floatingwater-weeds. Far away beyond, on the open water, the mirage hashitherto distorted every o))ject. I have been watchingsome great white things that I thought were swans, andwas wondering how they got here. Now, as the sunlight

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